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a savage wisdom

savage: unconditioned, uncivilized, primordial, wild, fierce

wisdom: knowledge, truth, intelligence, erudition, enlightenment

The title for this category came unbidden. I questioned it; it seemed a touch severe. The reminder came that once, on the long timeless journey to now, I was given a Dharma name by a kind Lama of the Tibetan Buddhist tradition: Yeshe Dolma. Yeshe means primordial wisdom. OK, primordial I get, but savage?

Savage is a word that has broader contemporary usage and is perhaps more accessible than ‘primordial.’ One of the ways it is commonly used is as a transitive verb: to savage = to assault ferociously; to attack without restraint or pity. Let me assure you that the word used in this way fits. This wisdom savages the illusion of separation, as well as the self that believes in separation. It is ruthless.

The dictionary definition of ‘unconditioned,’ ‘uncivilized’ also fits, for this wisdom concerns the Truth that is blocked only by concepts and beliefs – all of which are learned, conditioned patterns of mental activity. Savage in this sense describes an intelligence that moves prior to the activity of thought’s labeling and categorizing. Perhaps it is the energy of Life itself; perhaps it’s the movement of Love. Whatever we label it, we lie.

Yet it will speak, it will express using the language of the lie. This has always been the case.

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19 thoughts on “a savage wisdom”

Wonderful explanation of your title. Although it resonated somehow and I never questioned it. You are correct, that whatever we label ‘it’ we lie. But ‘it’ is there. Gnawing at our bones. Perhaps that’s why we write. To set ‘it’ free.

Thank you Deborah! I appreciate your comment – yes “gnawing at our bones” is apt.
While IT has no form, IT seems to demand expression … I write because I want to see what gets expressed.
~ miriam louisa

Never considered savage an apt descriptor for The Bright, but since it’s Your Choice, I now consider the matter settled. why? Why because I love Your Tone, Your Care, Your Breath on my shoulder as we read this moment.

how your words touch my heart … shredding all i ‘think’ knowing i participate in that exercise too much and then leaving me bruised for an instant-the whack upside the head perhaps?
finally empty to begin to recall what i never forgot… life is steps into and out of every moment and we do not even see…perhaps if we did, savage would mean love…. and yes, we would indeed, lie…

Ahhh – that resonance is so beautiful Linda. Thanks for visiting … incredibly, I was just looking at your blog a few moments ago! (It’s looking luscious.) Welcome over to WordPress – I’d never blog anywhere else.
With love ~ miriam louisa
Oh, and thank you for the ‘Like’ on echo 333 – “home-brand no-frills awareness” 🙂